No, I’m Not ‘Anti-Feminist’ For Loving Lana Del Rey’s Music

Lana Del Rey for Jaguar MENA

My adolescence was a pitiful mesh of self-loathing and existential despair. The utopian mind-state of childhood unravelled like yarn; all colours muted, all darkness intensified. The care-free campness of school disco playlists had no place in this hormone-fuelled dystopia, so I was left to seek out my own soundtrack.